You put your final suit on; I paint my fingernails. We're going out in style babe and everything's on sale. We creep up on extinction, and I pull your arms right in. I weep and say goodnight love, while my organs pack it in. And here it is, our final night alive. And as the earth runs to the ground, oh girl, it's you that I lie with. As the atom bomb locks in. It's you that I watch TV with, as the world... as the world caves in.